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Marrying your soulmate reverses the transformation from Dr. Jackyll to Mr. Hyde that all boys go through after age 12 — you return as when you were a child.

That’s what Jesus Christ alluded to when He said,

“Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.”

Let me also quote what Michael Creto of Enigma says in his song, Return to Innocence,

“Return To Innocence”

(chants)

Love – Devotion
Feeling – Emotion

Don’t be afraid to be weak
Don’t be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart my friend
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence

(chants)

The return to innocence!

If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself don’t hide
Just believe in destiny
Don’t care what people say
Just follow your own way
Don’t give up and use the chance
To return to innocence

(chants)

That’s not the beginning of the end…
That’s the return to yourself
The return to innocence!

(chants)

That’s The Return to Innocence!

Can Michael Creto deny having slept with his soulmate? If he dares, I challenge him to tell me how come he’s divinely-inspired!

In the Hollywood movie, Noah, Russell Crowe asserts that the world was OK until God created mankind.

That was the mistake!

God was going to correct that mistake and never repeat it.

Bishop Dr. Ijaz Inayat once uploaded a photo of a monkey with chain around his neck and tied to a tree with the caption “It’s also our world”.

Friends of Earth once said “For some 2 billion years there was life on earth but since the advent of mankind, it’s in trouble and about to die. It’s like a guy remaining healthy & strong till age 42 and in 2 short hours, he’s about to die.”

The problem with mankind is that they grow up and become evil and INNOCENCE is not a phase, it’s an absolute necessity.

But we grow up nevertheless and start seeking power & money at any cost.

Hence, while all the Jews were saints and innocent as a child, evil & violent Lamech was a mighty giant — at an obvious advantage.

He was the first of many Nephelim that followed (The Fallen Ones).

He became a devouring wolf in the clothes of a sheep. As Jesus and His disciples fished people for God, Lamech was a mighty hunter before God, instead.

By “before God”, Bible means “before women” as women never go through the evil transformation to Mr. Hyde and they cry like babies all their lives — they do not harden their hearts.

Soon, the Children of Adam rushed to mimic Lamech to become mighty giants as well but God chose Noah to show to the Children of Adam and the rest of the world that God’s way was superior.

But the world didn’t learn.

In fact, Noah’s own child, Ham was a liar and another Nimrod. Otherwise, how come he disgraced his mother by seeing her naked and even telling his innocent brothers about it?

Noah cursed Canaan, not Ham because Ham had never married his soulmate and let drown in the deluge. He was still Canaan; his baptism and Christening with “Ham” was false like Lamech’s.

Ham’s children rebelled when God divided the world in the time of Peleg, only Eber obeyed while the rest fought each other.

Some of Ham’s children then went on to conquer the world and tried to build the Tower of Babylon (evil empire) and God confused their languages to protect the Hebrews (Children of Eber).

In later history, God gave us several stories that deserve close examination.

First, He asked Rebecca to let Jacob receive the blessing of his father instead of Esau.

Esau was terribly angry and swore to kill deceitful Jacob but he never killed him.

He pondered and realized that Jacob had listened to his mom and agreed to marry from Abraham’s family while he had took two wives from the gentiles.

He tried his way and took a wife from the Children of Ishmael. It didn’t help.

When he heard of Jacob’s return, he went out with a 400-men strong army to teach Jacob a lesson.

The poor child’s father had failed to show up to take his young child who was scared of street wolves of Sodomite Saudi Arabia to go home alone at noon, when the streets are deserted & dangerous.

I’m a Terminator. I immediately grabbed that opportunity. It was going to make my trip back to home a little longer but I’m a servant of women & children.

In our way, we found an ice-cream shop that was luckily open at an otherwise nap time in Dammam.

We bought cone ice-cream and enjoyed licking it on our way home.

I did that on next day, also, and my nose-bleeding stopped.

Jesus saved my life with two cones of ice-cream costing 1 Rial, while I had saved a poor child of a rich industrialist who was afraid of Sodomites so common on Saudi streets due to lack of women rights there.

But my blog also consists of some Quran Studies.

I was born in Saudi Arabia to two immigrant parents. My mom was kind-of a refugee — she had run away from evil JI (Jamaat-e-Islami), a religio-political party who stalked her husband and her husband used to feed those dogs from his poor children’s money.

In Dammam, I studied in Saudi public schools, which are part schools, part religious seminaries teaching Wahabism, a puritanical creed of Islam and the mother ideology of all terrorist organizations, including IS (Islamic State).

Besides learning Arabic and Quran — Muslims’ only holy book — we were also taught unholy Islamic books called Hadith (statements falsely attributed to Muhammad), Sunnat (religious customs & traditions also falsely attributed to Muhammad), Tafseer (false interpretation of Quran, false translations of Quran”s difficult words and false “reasons” given to certain parts of Quran to tame their obvious commandments according to their liking), Seerat (dubious history of Islam that doesn’t make sense) and Fiqah.

The truth is that Fiqah is more like a cobweb of useless, obsolete conclusions and rulings using dubious methods.

Thanks to further radicalization by convicted dangerous, rebellious religious criminals and heretics like Imam Hanbal, ibn-e-Taymiya, and Imam Abdul Wahhab, Fiqah and the whole of Islam is now a labyrinth in which one can enter but not exit for thousands of years until Heracles comes to his rescue and damages the labyrinth, which USA, Russia, China and the rest of the world combined can’t dismantle.

Beside all these false, man-made magic (false religion), we were taught and practiced Wahabi Islam.

As if all above was not enough, they set up extra radicalization classes to recruit for Afghan Jihad of 80s.

I’ll eat my hat if the world powers can as much as stop this destructive, Satanic ideology in its tracks, let alone terminate it.

So here I come. THE Terminator of all problems. It was not a lie when I claimed in 2008 that I was working on the technology to build heaven.

You can read my theory with interesting details in my posts. My theory – in a nutshell – goes something like this:

The world lived in TOTAL peace & harmony until Lamech, which is a Jewish word that means “The Mighty”, showed lust in a beautiful women called Adah, which is another Jewish word that means “beautiful”.

After having his son from her, he married another woman named Zilla, which means “rib”.

A man hardens his heart since his early adolescence and stops crying. He becomes evil: selfish & violent like Cain. He transforms from Dr. Jackyll to Mr. Hyde.

The solution is that the man marry his soulmate and receive the Baptism of Love.

This marriage of True Love fills man’s heart with love (the Holy Spirit), which covers over a multitude of wrongs, as Bible says.

Since Lamech (also called Nimrod – “Rebel on God”) never married his soulmate and lied about Zilla, he remained evil & violent.

He also Christened himself “Enoch” to fool the Jews who used to follow the tradition of Cain whose name the Lord had changed to “Seth” after he was baptized by marrying his soulmate, Asia.

Lamech then walked with God (obeyed his wives) for 300 years but then the soulmates of his wives showed up. He killed them and that violence on the part of Lamech exposed his lies and his wives killed him because it is written,

“Whoso sheddeth man’s blood, by man shall his blood be shed: for in the image of God made he man.”

My whole life revolves around marital problems, women’s rights, show of deep love & respect of my mother who used to believe marriage was somehow evil.

Even my Terminator project is dedicated to Terminator T-800 in the movie Terminator 2: Judgement Day, where he is shown to have learned his lesson so well that Sarah Connor praises him above all humans when she says,

Sarah Connor: [voiceover] Watching John with the machine, it was suddenly so clear. The terminator, would never stop. It would never leave him, and it would never hurt him, never shout at him, or get drunk and hit him, or say it was too busy to spend time with him. It would always be there. And it would die, to protect him. Of all the would- be fathers who came and went over the years, this thing, this machine, was the only one who measured up. In an insane world, it was the sanest choice.

There’s another reason for my affection with the word “terminator”, despite its negative impression in the minds of the masses: I, even I, am a terminator because I’m the last stop. All the roads lead to me. All your troubles end with me.

I never let an opportunity to help people-in-need slip from my hand. I don’t let them go before I make sure their problem is solved.

I know I’m considered a weirdo like that Terminator, servant of women & children.

“What kind of a man are you? Why children don’t fear you?” A female school principal where I used to teach English, once said to me.

“Why children (of grade IV) need to fear me? Am I a lion or what?” I said in my heart.

She was a woman and women love God & children and hate violence & all evil. Hence, her anti-children disappointment must have been instigated by a male.

Faced with evil, always look for the male factor!

But there were 3 males there and before I figured out who was responsible for promotion of corporal punishment of innocent children, I was fired.

The other two male staff had nothing to do with either children or me. But Sir Amir Raza’s mysogyny and anti-children Satanism was due to his poor English. His poor English skills were exposed because of me so he kept conspiring until I got fired for no reason.

I call it obeying Jesus Christ when He said

“Whosoever will come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow Me.”

and

“For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will save it. What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, and yet lose or forfeit his very self?”

Besides my presentation of Adam’s story and my theory of AI (Artificial Intelligence) and how to build a Terminator that works — a computer that sees, hears, thinks and understands, the bulk of my blog consists of my life’s memoirs.

But again, most, if not all, of them are about women & children.

They’re about my childhood, meeting Jesus Christ in a pile of trash as detailed in my post, Jesus In The Trash, — where he handed me the Technology of Overcoming The World: The Crucifixion — something Christians don’t understand.

When I was admitted to school, I had bleeding nose due to extremely hot weather.

He immediately rushed me to the kitchen, let me stand on a small stool for my head to reach the kitchen sink, opened the fridge, took out frozen water jug and poured that frosty water on the top of my head.

His trick worked — as usual.

The bleeding stopped instantly. He then let me lay down on my back with my nose raised by putting some pillows under my head.

I won’t exaggerate if I said he saved my life because all others were taking a long nap (siesta). I’d have bled to death by the time they had woken up.

Jesus Christ took over from that point.

He sent His angel and I saw a dream.

I saw I was in a room with the door closed.

A monkey was outside the room. He extended his tail underneath the door’s clearance and grabbed a 50 Halalah coin.

Then the angel of God woke me up.

I fool failed to understand.

So next night, God’s angel appeared to me again and I saw that same exact dream again.

Yusuf then told me my neighbor’s wife was his sister and that he intended to pay me a visit next morning.

He did come next morning, June 7, 2014 and expressed his desire to make repairs in my house. He brought a building contractor and asked for a quotation for the repairs.

The contractor asked Rs70,000 for a little construction job and Yusuf thought it could be done for half the quoted price.

Hence, the greedy contractor was not hired.

He told me he had built my left neighbor’s new house for the sake of his sister while he had moved to another house a couple furlongs away.

But I fool still failed to understand his intentions because God had told me in a dream that the people in this neighborhood were good.

So God sent His angel again and I saw another dream that night.

I was sitting in the toilet of an old mosque. The door of the rest room was broken but was good enough.

Then I woke up.

Using the toilet means answering pressing needs. A mosque means Presence of God.

Hence, I decided to ignore Yusuf’s lucrative offer to build me a new house.

On the third day of my arrival to Asia House, on June 8, 2014, there was a massive terrorist attack on Jinnah International Airport in which many people from this vicinity were also killed.

Yusuf, therefore, changed his plans a little.

He took me to Bin Qasim port, some 50 km (31 miles) afar and showed me his office.

He had 4 trailers and he definitely must have been making good money.

He told me Bin Qasim Port was a very peaceful place and there were many businesses & firms from the Persian Gulf countries where I could apply for a lucrative job.

He also had cared to take me there on a Friday as it used to be my employer’s weekend.

We served the Friday prayers in the nearby small mosque.

As God had been telling me to keep away from Persian Gulf countries since 1998, I failed to show any particular interest in this new offer.

Moreover, the dream had already suggested that God’s Holy Spirit dwelt in Asia House so how could I have left it? Isn’t Jesus the bread of life? Should I have left the Bread of Life or was my decision to stick to the freaky ruins of Asia House based on sound, Christian judgment?

Besides, Yusuf had no idea about my conversion to Christianity since 2001, which I keep as secret as per Jesus’ commandment in Gospel.

In 2012, while I was still living with my strange wife, Saima, God had shown me a dream, a nightmare.

I was standing on Saforah roundabout on University Road, facing Saddar, downtown Karachi. I saw a nuclear missile hitting Saddar, some 20 km (12.5 miles) away.

The military rushed to Saddar but they got stuck in traffic and that’s when I saw an even larger nuke hit Saddar. Then the angel of the Lord woke me up.

The attack on Karachi’s only airport was that first massive terrorist attack. It was to give a shock to evil Pakistan military who harbor “good” terrorists and promote a religious fanatic extremism in the country.

Getting stuck in traffic means internal discord.

The Nawaz administration as well as the semi-independent Pakistan military were hit hard because the Administration were holding negotiation talks with TTP, the Pakistani Taliban, when TTP carried out that terrorist attack.

God had found it prudent to foretell me about Airport Terrorist attack and something bigger still yet to correct Pakistan military.

Waqar’s Sister

I used to have dinner at Cafe al-Hasan on my way back from my Print Shop business, where they used to serve paratha (delicious oily bread) along with some chickpeas for Rs15. It’s the cheapest food one can find in Pakistan.

On September 6, Waqar, the proprietor’s son, offered me his sister.

But he committed a grave mistake.

He said “We need a man for the ‘night job'”.

I felt very disgusted for his disrespect of women in general and his sister, in particular and my disgust showed off.

He noticed my aversion and immediately corrected himself.

“Can you please meet my father in the morning?” he asked.

I made no promise because his ill manners had struck me too hard.

But when I went out in the morning, I found out that I had just Rs7 on me — I was short of Rs3 for a ride to office, some 3 km (2 miles) away.

September 2014 was a particularly hot month, otherwise 3 km are nothing for me.

William Ross Wallace (1819-1881)
THE HAND THAT ROCKS THE CRADLE IS THE HAND THAT RULES THE WORLD.

BLESSINGS on the hand of women!
Angels guard its strength and grace.
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place;
Would that never storms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Infancy’s the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
Mothers first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow—
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Woman, how divine your mission,
Here upon our natal sod;
Keep—oh, keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother-love impearled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Blessings on the hand of women!
Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky—
Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

The above poem can be found in:
Northrop, H.D. Beautiful Gems of
Thought and Sentiment. Boston, MA: The Colins-Patten Co., 1890.

Note: I copied this from Poem of The Week site, PotW.org.

¤ Every knee shall bow to Me (women). This is what God wants. I (women) and God are one.

¤ By the hands of women, men are saved. There’s no other name given under heaven by which people will be saved.

¤ I have sworn by Myself, the word is gone out of My mouth in righteousness, and shall not return, That unto me (women) every knee shall bow, every tongue shall swear.

¤ And the Lord God said unto the serpent, Because thou hast done this (to woman), thou art cursed above all cattle, and above every beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life: 15 And I will put enmity between thee (Satan, the Mysogynist) and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed (womenfolk); it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his (women’s) heel.